A new supermarket has opened in my town.
It has an automatic water mister to keep produce fresh. Just before
it goes on, you hear the distant sound of thunder and the smell of
fresh rain.
When you pass the milk cases, you hear cows moo and you experience
the scent of fresh cut hay.
In the meat department there is the aroma of charcoal grilled steaks
and brats.
In the liquor department, the fresh, clean, crisp smell of tapped
Miller Lite.
When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle and
the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs frying.
The bread department features the tantalizing smell of fresh-baked
bread & cookies.
I don't buy toilet paper there anymore.
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